"I have something to take care of, so I'll be leaving now."
Brushing off Henry's goodwill, Eric pushed through the crowd, eager to escape this troublesome place. His heart burned with frustration, while Alex stood off to the side, grinning like a cat that had just cornered a mouse.
In just a few minutes, this so-called "protagonist" had gifted him a massive 20,000 critical points. It was clear how much Eric was suffering inside.
— Bad Luck Talisman reigns supreme!
Eric squeezed past the gawking onlookers, desperate to slip away unnoticed—but how could Alex let him go so easily?
Stepping forward to block his path, Alex smirked. "Why the rush? You just saved someone father here! You might not want their money, but surely you wouldn't refuse a gratitude they want to give you?"
